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Yes this actually happened yesterday (well 28th June, 2011 as it's now officially the 30th). I think it was because of the Niacin burn (as I call it) I was doing. But I don't know why of all the other times I've taken the fast release niacin pill to cleanse me that this happened. The only explanation I can think of was I didn't eat enough so it burned out all the sugar from my cells throwing me into a major sugar low attack. I've been near a couple of them before when my sugar dropped too much (got to love being hypoglycemic...NOT) so I know the lightheaded and dizzy feeling and nearly passing out. But I have never ever felt like this. I know sugar lows can chance a heart attack, coma, and even death (and I never wanted to experience something like that but I believe I did). I was literally unconscious on the floor for at least a good fifteen to twenty minutes from what I recall of the time as this set in and when I became conscious again.





~Second Chance~

Suddenly lightheaded feeling

and dizziness.

My heart pounds in my chest

as I go to sit down on the bench seat by the kitchen table.

My hearing starts to dim as does my vision.

I can't hear anymore and my eyesight is almost black.

The lightheaded feeling engulfs me

as unconsciousness takes me into darkness

as I start to fall towards the floor.

Feeling of floating,

disconnection from my body,

and a bright white light.

I go towards it confused

before I hear a woman's soft whisper

all around me.

“It's not yet your time my child.”

The feeling of disconnection starts to fade

as does the light.

Heaviness sets in again

and I slowly open my eyes.

Disoriented I sit up slowly from the floor

looking around wondering at first where I am.

Look at the cat before me wondering who's it was.

Yoko finally comes to my mind

as I blink again and look around again.

'What happened?'

is all I can think in my disoriented state.

'Could it have been a dream?'

No.

I heard her voice loud and clear.

Nyx.

I'm sure of it.

She sent me back to live.

She gave me a second chance.

I get up still disoriented but hungry.

Food. I need it.

I grab something to eat though still disoriented.

Once done though, I feel sleepy.

I lay on the couch and fall asleep,

her voice still echoing in my thoughts.

When I wake again a couple hours later,

I feel better.

Not so disoriented.

Alive.

I go to the balcony and look at the sky still blue and bright.

“Thank you,”

I whisper realizing it hadn't been a dream earlier.

“Thank you for allowing me to have a second chance and live.”

And eternally grateful I will be.